Blue. That is all that was registering to me. The baby looked blue. My grandson. The first picture I received from my son-in-law just after his text that little Roman was born showed a blue baby laying on my daughter's chest. I realized there was more to this story that wasn't yet being told. It wasn't until another 30 minutes before my daughter text me and said, "It was rough. He didn't breathe for two minutes." And my heart cried out thankfulness to my Father God for His fulfilled promise.
A week later, I traveled to Dallas to hold this tiny miracle. Gratitude overwhelmed me! As I held him, I realized that I was cradling love. The tiny baby I held represented so much love.
Love of a husband and wife.
Love of a mom that labored to give life.
Love of a dad that stood by mom with encouragement and prayer.
Love of our Father in heaven who had given prophetic words that He would be
cheek to cheek with mom when the baby would be born.
Steadfast love. His steadfast love. It is always there. In chapter 118:1-4, the psalmist points out His constant love so well. It was the message echoing in my heart as I held our little Roman - our warrior prince.
"Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; for his steadfast love endures forever!
Let Israel say, 'His steadfast love endures forever.' Let the house of Aaron say, 'His steadfast love endures forever.' Let those who fear the Lord say, 'His steadfast love endures forever.' ”
No. Father God did not prevent the hard labor my daughter went through. But His steadfast love carried them. It rains on the just and unjust. But His steadfast love remains. I sat at the bedside of my mom as her life slowly left. His steadfast love held me. I listened to the heart wrenching cries of a friend who walked through her husband's betrayal. His steadfast love calmed the tears. I marveled at the beauty of the sunrise. His love showed through each color.
No matter where you may be today, know that His steadfast love is surrounding you!
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